Shmuel Ur wrote:
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> "I have no clue" Rotemdol replies.  " People write things on walls, nasty
> things, and everyone thinks that something is bound to happen.  Heard that
> one of the mind wizards was killed. 

"It was horrible, the nightmare", she says, "Like a woman screaming, but 
inside your head.  Everybody heard it!  Is that what happens when a 
wizard dies?".

 > Anyway lets go to the Dragon and
> starts practicing".   Rotemdol leads Lulmyra (and her siblings if they want
> to come) to the Dragon and there they will workout  for about four hours.
> It will not be too intensive as a lot of the time she will be just watching
> how he does things.

Rotemdol is having an off day, it seems.  His knife-throwing fails to 
consistently hit the target, as if the events of the last day are 
getting to him.  Of course, part of his performance is to make mistakes 
looks as though their part of the act.  However, he senses that Lulmyra 
realises he's a bit off-form today.

Lulmyra isn't much better; perhaps bad days are infectious.  Eventually 
various patrons start drifting back in, their graffiti clearing 
presumably complete.

Ayras Ni is around as well; knowing him, he'd probably been successful 
at making himself scarce when the Guard were looking for volunteers.  He 
waits for a pause in the knife throwing.

"City's gone crazy again", he says to Rotemdol, "The Right Hand of 
Vandrak seem to be back".